4. Raven

I'm dumbfounded once again. I genuinely thought of socializing, and being out of the enclosed four walls. But all I see ahead of me is a bare-chested guy, the same one who laughed at me, then suddenly decided to be kind, the same body who made all my thoughts a mess.

I clash the bucket of cookies to his bare chest, his hands seizing hold of it. I run off with all my life, my senses barely able to ingest what's going on.

I run off to my room, quickly clashing the door close with a loud thud. My heart races with all that quick chase, my legs barely stable.

I can't even imagine this. That same unhelpfully helpful guy being my neighbor? INSANE.

What in the shitty apartment is that luck?

Look, I'm not flustered over him. Yes, that can't possibly be the reason. I'm all red because... because of that RUN. But why did I run in the first place? Why?

Please, don't tell me I'm falling. Falling in love???? Oh, oh, oh, there happens to be trouble.

No, that possibly can't be the case. I'm such a stout soul, my heart ain't easily melting over that fairy face and that poker smirk.

I think I need to leave this city, or perhaps this country. AHH, I NEED TO LEAVE THE MILKY WAY GALAXY!!

Weird, I'm being so weird! Okay, I'm alright. Wait, no, I'm not.

Ahhh, this is so frustrating. All my nerves are wrecked up because of this guy. Can I even survive like this?

I jab those prism-shaped cookies into my mouth, munching on it with loud cranky noises out of frustration. I work on my closet for a bit, before shortlisting the hunky clothes within. To feel good by looking cool is my jackpot. All the negative fly off my fiery veins when I slip into a pair of baggy jeans, and a tank top. These casual clothing make my day. I enlighten the outfit by cozying up to a pair of fluff sneakers, the Mary Jeans feels it gives is surrealistic.

I paint my heart out for a bit, my mind surrounded by his scent. Why is this little guy occupying my mind in a way Alex never could?

Physical media is indulging my mind into recreating moments that never happened between us. All my hobbies remind me how beautiful he is. All of it now turns into his pale lips ready to kiss the world goodbye, all of the world now reminds me how his smooth palm felt against mine. O, this merciful blended emotions turn into him-reeked perfumes, little by little filling the universe with that pleasant smell. I want to feel again how that chest would feel on my skin. Just the thought renders me speechless. Even his laugh resonates in my dusty little monstrous mind. Should I yield to my instinct and skin him alive in my walls, or will he ever willingly be mine?

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